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I like to talk- so here I am, talking to the internet about my favourite passtimes. Boozing, partying, taking photos and going to gigs. Enjoy.

Wednesday, 30 May 2012

(a not so) Happy Birthday to me!

Last night I turned the big 1-9! The weather was glorious, the costumes fantastic and the drama at... an unbelievable high...

Friday night I did go on a bit of a mad one and stayed at Stiggers, luckily for me (!) he had work at 9 o'clock Saturday morning and was kind enough to wake me up at 7.30, so in turn I woke the rest of the house to tell them all it was my birthday :). After we got a taxi in to town I stumbled through to my Nans house and then back in to town to go shopping with her... eventually getting picked up by Dad who took me home to sleep off my hangover...

Saturday was quite literally spent asleep, until 3 when Katie came and picked me up and we went back to hers where I got to open presents! I got a beautiful little union jack trinket box & some snooker shot glasses, Jenny even made me an amazing cake!

Then we had a beautiful BBQ in the sun & waited for Mez to pick us up so we could get ready to go out. It was a long and stressful process, so stressful that I nearly cried... buuuuut eventually we were ready in our fancy dress get-ups, and went to meet Mike, Chris, Emily, Kelvin, Ange and Katie at Spoons.

Katie, Me & Mez

After a chat with Stig, we decided to leave and head for Life... only to be stopped when Stig play Nickleback - Rockstar which we all started dancing too... but eventually we did get to Life where we were just essentially harrassed by squadies. But a birthday booth was reserved for me, even if it was under the name 'Ashliegh', and I got to drink Champagne and dance, it was good!  About 1.30 Sophie rang and said she was outside, so I left the guys in Life & tried to get in to Piston, since I left my ID in Life it didn't really end brilliantly. So we mooched back to the George and waited to Jon, Stig, Martin, Katie and Belfast.

cue my night going to shit!
I got to listen to my boyfriend argue with his ex-girlfriend, then sit in his living room while every one was moody and he was on the phone to his ex-girlfriend. so all in all 'spending the night at Stigs to spend some time with him on my birthday' definitely suuuuucked!

Sunday was no better either.. but that's a day I don't even want to think about for a long time.

Tuesday, 8 May 2012

May Bank Holiday

It was undoubtedly a heavy one... & it started last Wednesday with the usual 'life - antics'...

Me beaut mug, with Sean, Sophie, Callum, Coops and Jack chillin in the background

...with Sean, Callum, Coops, Jack, Lewis and the girls Sophie, Jaimie & Sian.  The night started with a cheeky fag with Freddy, Jack, Ben and Sleepy Kid, then met with Coops & had a quick drink at the George whilst waiting for all the others to finish their charity quiz at Propaganda. Once they did we headed to Life for the standard Wednesday night ting. Get shiiiiitfaced, something we do quite well on £15 each with drinks being £1.20... Callum- my Life dance partner- bust out those moves like nobodies business and then they all left at closing time, leaving me to wait for Katie to finish work. (definitely found £20 on the floor on the way back to hers though)

Thursday I stumbled in to college for my two hours of film, hungover as anything, and spent them chatting to Marcus... Then for unknown reasons I decided to go see Yearbook, a band I'm not a massive fan of. Buuuut they were pretty good, and I got to see Ben on his birthday which was awesome! Then for some reason I volunteered Martin & Myself to help push start some guys mini, buuut the police turned up and jump started it... Afterwards I was halfway home and Stig and Martin came and got me, then I ended up staying at theirs...

Friday, after attempting to shake the absolutely horrendous hangover I had by sleeping near enough aaaall day, Alana picked me up and we mooched on over to Basingstoke for Nandos, then after driving back to Andover Millie phoned and asked if we wanted to go to her dads gig in b'stoke- which we did... It was pretty good! But it was so hot in the venue we spent most of the night sat in the back bit trying not to die & judging all the locals. They dropped me off back in town and I had a catch up with Bill at Redbridge, went baaack to the George and got drunk with Sophie, Martin & Jon.. then 2 taxis later myself, Katie, Nathan, Martin, Stig, Sophie and Jon were back at their house having a 'make up' 80s night because Sophie & I missed the actual one. A game of Roxanne later and I was pretty drunk consoling an upset Sophie until we all decided to go to bed.

Saturday was spent chillin out, watching Spongebob and trying to make bacon sandwiches as a 'team'... then Sophie was amazing enough to let me tag along in her taxi back in to town where I hung out at home til my Dad rang me, so instantly I agreed to go out in town with him... me, Dad, Browner & Taff started out at The White Hart, then on to Redbridge (quite possibly my favourite place to drink with my Dad because the banter with the door staff is hilarious)... next was on to the Foresters, a place where I am normally the youngest person in their, halfway through my pint a bunch of lads from college turned up which was quite weird but I said my hellos and we left and went to the Central Club, where amazingly I stumbled upon my friend Reece's gig- and got royally fucked over by my Dads mates who sent me in to the Gents toilets because I was drunk enough to believe whatever it was they told me... Then after a real quick pint in the Lardy Cake I went straaaaight back to the George, pissed as anything. I have no real recollection of after that point.

Sunday I slept, I slept a lot. Martin & I watched The Princess Diaries & Then headed back in to town for the Sondura show. Sondura were incredible as per... I missed the headline band though, as I went to Chico land for chippiesssssss. Afterwards there was a lot of skankin'... then a lot of shouting... and I ran off home quick...

Monday & Today have been horrid. I woke up with a horrible fluey/cold thing... and I've barely moved since :( I'm in dire need of some sympathy and someone to look after me.